"Now, for my first order of business," Sarah began. "I wish that everyone except for me would forget that the wishing stone even exists and also any wishes that were made with it." This way, anyone who knew about the stone wouldn't still be searching for it. It was highly unlikely that anyone would, after all this time, but Sarah was trying to cover all her bases and be safe about it. Over the past year or so, she had learned to cover her tracks better.
The stone glowed, granting her wish.
Jon looked at himself in the mirror. He was older now, but not much. He still looked almost the same as he did the previous year, when he received his inheritance from his grandfather and then promptly lost it thereafter.
He was still beating himself up about that. How could he let himself lose something as powerful and life-changing as ...
Suddenly, his mind went blank. What was he thinking about?
He looked at himself in the mirror. Man, he was pretty good looking, wasn't he? He wondered if it was finally time to ask Karyn out. Sure, she ran with a more popular crowd now, but they had still been friends most of their lives. That had to count for something, right?
Karyn looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. Shortly after Jon had "misplaced" the stone, she had gone out to get her hair dyed, to make herself a redhead again. It seemed like her only option. But that first time that she dyed her hair and every other time since, her hair color always returned to blond. Apparently, the wish she made was permanent. And that meant that the breasts were permanent too.
She begrudgingly put her DD-cup bra on. Even with her "enhanced" looks, she was still a tomboy and hated anything too girly. So, her bra was just a plain white one. No frills, no thrills.
She grabbed her green T-shirt, about to put it on. How was she supposed to go through life like this? If it weren't for that damn ...
Suddenly, her mind went blank. What was she thinking about?
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Man, she was hot, wasn't she? But her bra was all wrong. She needed to flaunt her good looks, not hide them. She tossed away the green T-shirt and took off the bra. Then she rummaged through her underwear drawer, trying to find a more lacy bra. A girl like her, who ran with a popular crowd, needed to look her best.
Sarah smiled and then said "And now for my second wish. I wish ..."
